"You should be ashamed of yourself."
The little girls room suddenly grew up. Paige Turner having just tinkled, looked up from washing her hands. In the mirror she spots the only other girl in the room. Behind her stood the one person to ever be bold enough to speak up over her behavior of late. At least Paige presumed that was what this was all about.
"Hi Madison. Ummm, what are we talking about?"
"Don't play naΓ―ve with me Missy. I've seen your Pornstar posters in the boys lockers. They're hard to miss when guys stare at them for five minutes. I've heard whispers...and more."
"Are they photoshopping my face over Playboy centerfolds again? Awww maaaan."
"No need to lie to me Paige. I've seen videos. Did you really think you could hide stuff that raunchy?" The portly, yet quite curvaceous Madison Daily stands firm without expression. Paige merely shrugs fidgeting. Her past actions come flooding back vividly. She couldn't help but smile. Paige Turner wasn't ashamed. Unable to formulate any real reply at first, it took two efforts to reach her lips.
"Okay you caught me. I guess you plan on turning me in so I can't graduation this weekend."
"Heck no. Why would I do that?"
"Huh?" Taken back Paige felt her pulse speed up, "You said I should be ashamed of myself."
"For not confiding in me. Did I need to find out by seeing posters and hearing guys brag about having sex with you?"
"I...didn't realize we were friends and confidantes. You rarely speak to me Madison. You and I had one sleepover back in our 8th grade year. Poof gone."
"I was a bad friend. Things at home kind of stuff. I seldom talk to anyone because of those things, to which I don't want to discuss even now. I don't have any real friends either. You used to be really shy, but your confidence has soared the last few weeks. I'd give anything to be like you. Now I realize what made you change."
"Being wanted by guys does boost the ego." She snickers.
Her arrogant response saddens young Madison. The look in her eye was self explanatory, she herself had very low self esteem due to being rather short and overweight if not by any horrible measure. Madison Daily was 5'2, roughly 155 pounds, her chest a remarkable 38C highlighting her curves. Long blond hair dangling past her shoulder blades helped fill out her features. Her best trait being crystal blue eyes. The issue was not so much as being overweight and without confidence, it was in how she maintained herself. Her clothing first and foremost was far from improving her desirability. Like Paige she too wore glasses. Contacts would be a smart assist. Makeup to accent her beauty as well, couldn't hurt.
"I don't get it." Paige studies Madison, "I mean I get it. A LOT! But, I think you're beautiful Madison. You're right I used to be really shy. Really smart too. Still am smart." She giggles. "Guys don't want smart though. Guys want beauty and sluttiness. My soft voice only accents that. Yeah, I know I sound ten sometimes. I know I must come across as conceited a little, but I really like who I am these days. Just wearing the right clothes can improve things. For instance, look at your pants they're loose and baggy, the legs are too long even. All you need is pants that hug your shape. You may be overweight but you carry it really well Madison. A nice shirt with cleavage makes boys pay attention too."
"I don't own anything like that. Poor family so I get what I can afford." Madison frowns.
"Hmmm! I have moneys. How about I treat you to two outfits as long as I approve of them? I mean other than dressing better and a little makeup the only thing stopping you is confidence. I'd be glad to help you work on that too."
"You would spend money on me? I...don't know."
"Don't sweat it. I need friends and you just proved that too me. The only friends I have are boys and older men. I for one would love to have you as a friend. AGAIN!"
"Wow! Thanks Paige. I...I'm sorry I haven't tried being friends again before now. I won't use my excuses of being shy even. I just didn't think you would want to hang out with me after 8th grade."
"I'm just as guilty. I stayed to myself all through high school until I used my sexiness to reel in guys." She laughs then realizes that wasn't helping. "Too much? Sowwy."
"Your kiddy voice has to draw guys in too. It's really...cute."
"My fourth best feature after my tits, ass, and smile." She brags before patting her own cheek to check herself, "Sorry. Sometimes I can't help myself. We should get your hair done too. I bet by Graduation I can make every guy in school want you."
"I doubt that...but I'm game." Madison brightens up. "When do we do this?"
"Able to hang with me after school today?"
"Sure. I just need to tell my Mom where I'm going. Where are we going?"
"The mall. I'll get Beau to take us shopping."
"Beau is cute." Madison shyly blushes.
"Isn't he? Great in the sack too."
"WHOAAA! You've even had Beau?"
"What part of sexy slut don't you understand?" Paige throws her arms around Madison before she can react. The hug catching her off guard made the blonds eyes bulge. Once Paige backed away all bubbly she realizes Madison was beet red. "Can't contain my enthusiasm some days. Don't judge me."
"I...I'm not. You even smell good. I'm soooo jealous."
"Add sexy perfume to our shopping list. This is going to be sooo much fun."
As the next class bell rings their friendship led to one more hug and an agreement to meet after school by the parking lot. The remainder of the school day took forever too reach. During those monotonously long hours Paige suckered Beau into taking them to the mall. All it took was the promise of a blowjob anywhere he chose to whip it out for her to enjoy. She told him to surprise her. After a week of thoughts on He and Paige he was definitely ready for more. Hanging with Madison Daily not so much. His impression of the blond was less than thrilling. Paige could see it in his eyes. She kept the fact that Madison thought he was cute to herself, not wanting to jinx her transportation. By the final bell Paige Turner had convinced herself that she was going to turn Madison into her Maxi Me. Short, sexy, and hopefully open to more. Let the metawhorphosis begin. Oh, and she the song Pretty Woman was sang in her thoughts most of the day.
Walking together from the school Paige and Madison glanced over clothing ideas and beauty tips over Paige's cell. They were so into the moment that even the boys who normally stopped Paige to flirt steered clear of their giddy reunion. Mainly because most of the guys didn't care to be seen with Madison. The cruelty of awkward looks kept them at a distance. To some of them Madison Daily was referred to as Dolly Madison, Cupcake model. Oh No with a Ho Ho. That would change soon enough.
Beau Stewart was already in his car hiding from guys who might see him associating with Madison. Nervous as all get out he tended to look all around for future harassment for it. The sooner they got in and he peeled out of the parking lot the better. Once they reached his car the girls stood outside giggling over clothing lines. He was losing it over their procrastination. reaching over to roll the passenger window down Beau growled, "GET IN ALREADY."
Madison took that moment to lean down into the window with her big tits mashing up on the doors window sill, "Hi Beau." He sat back trying not to look at her with his hand up as if blocking the eyes of Medusa. She pouted at his reaction until Paige hugged into the window beside he returning friend.
"Don't you be that way toward Maddy. A few months ago you thought the same of me. Now you want me more than anything in the world. BE NICE."
"Sorry. You're right. Can we please just get in and go? I had to call off delivering pizza just to be with you."
"And who is giving you a hundred dollars and a blowjob for doing that Mister?" Paige opens the car door and tells Madison to get in. "You should be paying me a hundred dollars just for my BJ." She was sounding like a prostitute.
"I can sit in the back seat." Madison hesitated to get in swallowing dryly. "You're paying him a hundred dollars just to get me a makeover? Golly."
"Nope. I sit in back. You get the front seat to boost your confidence."
Madison eases in reluctantly as Beau cringes behind the wheel. Once inside she trembled like a flower in a beehive. Door shut Paige hops in the back slamming her own door. Beau having already started the car got the hell out of there. Once on the road the boy relaxed more. Turning the radio on helped. Before he could even change the station to fit his desires the song on the radio caught Paige's ears.
"I LOVE THIS SONG." Paige without her seatbelt on clung to the back seat between Beau and Madison. "Imperfect is the New Perfect fits our situation...well...perfectly." Paige bubbled, "Caitlin Crosby is the bomb." At the word bomb Beau's car sputters and releases a loud popping noise from the tailpipe. All three of them laughed at the circumstance. Beau was relaxing even more.
Less than twenty minutes later Beau Stewart's car miraculously makes it to the mall. During the drive there Paige had sat back, seatbelt now on and had texted a few of her admirers. Inspiration struck at seeing names on her contact list. Requests were made, replies accepted. Every guy seemed to be at Paige's beckon call. In her giddy little mind the tiny redhead bounced in seat saying, "YAY ME."
Once parked the trio head inside. Everyone was opening up better including Madison. Beau knowing that the chances of anyone from school being here short notice was slim to none. It was going to be bad enough trying to explain why he was with Madison...especially in women's lingerie. He knew they were heading there.
"You carry big money?" Madison asked after it struck her as bizarre.
"Gift cards." She declined to brag about the money Mister Frank paid her for a day of love making. Her Father Lonnie had given her an allowance of a thousand dollars over five gift cards. It was easier than her carrying cash. Madison shrugged it off as early graduation gifts. It still nagged her that Paige was using it on her. She felt badly until the word makeover inspired her. She just hoped that her parents wouldn't question her too hard over her changes. That could end her rekindled friendship immediately. Her parents were not good people. Topic for another day.
"Hair." Paige halts in front of a styling center. Dragging Madison against her will into the salon she pays to get the girls hair trimmed. Her split ends were violent. While Madison got her hair done Paige treated herself to a manicure. Beau stepped across the way to a GameStop to kill time. His payment of one hundred bucks would be in video games.
After forty minutes both Paige and Madison rejoined him, Madison having also gotten her nails done. The girl's spirit was already soaring. Even Beau noticed the difference as Paige paid for the new Kingdom Hearts and Mortal Combat 11. The cost went over the hundred bucks but Paige merely said Happy Graduation. He loved her dearly.